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Finley stared at the wolf in his bed, trying to figure out how to escape without waking Zaddis up. Slowly he drew an arm out from under the heavy weight, and then a leg. “Please stay asleep… please stay asleep…” Pulling the covers back carefully, the neko rolled out of the bed, dropping silently to the ground. He let out a shaky breath, letting himself believe he had gotten away. Opening an eye as he thumped quietly onto the floor, Zaddis let out a deep sigh before getting
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Finley is a neko out of place. Plucked out of an orphanage by the queen herself, he has been pushed into a journey that will one day see him become king of the world. Not that he ever wanted that honour. Zaddis Lobos was born to an elf lord and a werewolf mage. Threatened with house arrest for attacking the son of a noble, he is given an offer. Months of sitting around, or taking place as the new prince's guard.
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I wouldn't say the taboo is non-existent. There are certainly going to be those who take offense to a neko sleeping with his brother, even if they are not related by blood.
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He hasn't quite gotten what he was after yet, but he is certainly well on his way. And whoever this mystery wolf is, they've certainly picked the wrong neko
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The first night in a new home was always the hardest. It wasn’t just the howling of wolves under a full moon that kept Finley awake. Or the finest bed he had ever seen. Nor even the fact that in the morning he would have to meet with a dozen of the most powerful people in Astara and try to win their approval. It was all of those together. Even the weighted blanket he had carried with him from Sarelin was no help with the nerves that filled him. The new prince’s window was open, catching the last
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The Faro rested on the couch, feeling like he was being too dramatic, lying like he was. The walk hadn’t done his aching body any favours, and Reinard cursed Galen for being right. “I may be a Xanar, but I’ve seen enough to know that you had sex,” Nareen said. “Congratulations on your bonding.” Reinard grunted, his tail fluffing angrily. “To Galen,” the Faro spat. “I don’t know what happened. He seduced me. And then he said he wanted nothing to do with me.” He was dangerously
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JASON He could feel Devyn’s eyes on him as he approached the showers. The neko was dripping in sweat, he was not about to get in Lysander’s truck smelling like this. The wolf was just going to have to deal with him being naked. Surely even Devyn wouldn’t try to have sex in public. Jason had already wasted enough time waiting for everyone to leave the locker room, not wanting to strip around a bunch of elves and humans that were just going to stare at his tail. Pulling his shirt
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Mechitar was a mess. Even now, so long after the trio left it behind, the inhabitants were working on repairing the damage Ivris had done, the damage Jakun had caused by unleashing the ravener. As he stepped out of his portal and looked around, the lich felt a shiver pass through his body. He was immune to cold now, but perhaps it was a twinge of sympathy for the people whose lives he had most certainly destroyed. Jakun made note of the jolt, hoping that he could still feel sympathy. H
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We can only hope 😜
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CASSIEL They returned to Ismenia. It was the only reasonable choice in Cassiel’s mind. He needed to figure out the problem with the trolls and ask around about the dwarven outpost. Too much had happened to simply leave it to Octavia to handle. And on top of that, he had a veritable horde of people waiting to see him in the throne room. “I may be a young baron, unused to rule, but even I can tell when someone is deliberately being rude,” Cassiel scowled at the representative
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I'm not going to lie, Jubilost is one of my favourite voiced characters in the game. Abe Goldfarb did an amazing job with him.
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CASSIEL The day went surprisingly well, no sign of bandits on their way down the Thorn River. It wasn’t until they reached the Narlmarches, just outside the barony’s borders, that they ran into trouble. Exhausted from a day’s journey through the woods, Cassiel had to act regardless, his mind working overtime to compensate for his fatigue. Their first warning was the screaming, followed by loud explosions and the crackle of flames. The group dismounted quickly, heading toward the
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He stared at the phylactery, his mind filled with revulsion and curiosity in near equal measure. Jeremy had always heard rumors of people who trapped their souls in objects, to deny Pharasma access to their life force. As far as he knew, it was never permanent, and the Lady of Graves had a way of getting even with those who thought they could cheat her. Jakun was stupid to think this would work, and Jeremy couldn’t let the catfolk be deluded. He had to free Jakun’s soul. The amurrun ha
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This was not healthy. They were at each other’s throats constantly, and Reinard expected to have a relationship with him? Galen was not doing it. He would not go through his life having to put up with the Faro’s shit. He would help Reinard have a child, because he hadn’t meant to fuck up the fox’s life like that. But after that, he was done with it all. The tiger settled onto the living room couch with a quiet sigh. His eyes glanced at the fridge, Galen debating momentarily. He felt really
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This entire scene felt like a skit from Monty Python. I was not expecting three swarms of spiders in that last cave.
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CASSIEL “Before we start wandering around aimlessly looking for radishes in the dark, Valerie, where did you see the plants?” Cassiel asked as they neared the enormous tree. The fighter motioned toward a large outcropping, Cassiel letting out a silent breath as he studied it for a way to climb up. “There should be a path around the backside, if memory serves me correct,” Valerie added. “Amiri, lead the way,” Cassiel motioned, the barbarian striding ahead easily. S
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Jakun chewed at the dried sausage, his teeth tearing through the meat with little joy. He could barely taste the food, despite being assured it was filled with spice. He couldn’t believe he had killed his tastebuds too. That was just adding insult to injury. Though the lich supposed he didn’t need to eat anymore. His body would go on without the food. It brought up other questions about the needs of his body too; questions like, did he need to sleep? Could he get exhausted as an undead creature?
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When in doubt, throw spiders at your adventurers for some easy trauma points- The Dungeon Master's Guide, at some point, probably.
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CASSIEL Finally he was free from the stuffy confines of the manor, free to breathe the open air once more. Travelling through the town- his town- the half elf gulped down greedy lungfuls of air, a feeling of elation passing over him despite the difficulties that lay ahead. Nearing the newly constructed wooden palisade guarding the town from the wilds, Cassiel frowned as a ghostly apparition appeared before him. The Guardian of the Bloom, someone he had never thought he’d see aga
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To be fair, Richard had a lot on his mind, losing his partner of nearly twenty years. And memory is a noted issue with wolves; Devyn has shown he has memory issues throughout the story.
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DEVYN Devyn knew he was in for it when Jason dragged him to the bathroom two days later. It was worth the days of angry scowls and pointed silence. He had tasted his mate, however briefly. And though he was being forced to go through the agony brushing his teeth every day by a neko out for vengeance, the wolf was happy. Until he tasted the bubblegum toothpaste again. He’d forgotten how awful toothpaste tasted since Jason had last done this. Struggling against his brother, Devyn
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Amnor Sen turned the block in his hands, trying to imagine the end result. This wood was being stubborn, not giving up its desires. But he had learned patience long ago. Eventually he would discover what this block would be, and half the battle would be won. The tavern around him was busy, patrons deep in their cups, waitresses dancing in their deliveries, dodging friend and drinker alike. It was a difficult place to think in, but he’d been in worse places. The door to the tavern opene
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Golaski damn it, he wanted the tiger again. Reinard laid on the bed, groaning quietly. His nuts felt far too tight, a throbbing ache filling his groin. He needed Galen again, needed to breed his bonded… as best as he could breed a tiger’s butt. “What did you do to me?” the fox whimpered, staring at the open door. This ran deeper than any need for sex. Reinard needed to be held, loved. He could hear Galen talking outside, the Egaro pacing as he questioned their friend. Reinard coul
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CASSIEL The baron looked at his throne in the so-called Grand Hall, really not much more than a tiny room where he could receive petitioners. He hadn’t expected it to be as fancy as Lady Jamandi’s, and in fact Cassiel preferred the understated grace of the wooden throne sitting on the short dais. The banner that hung behind the chair, of a white stag at graze on an emerald field, just made the place seem that much simpler, while still announcing to everyone who he was. Even the motto
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Chapter 22: Virulent Voices
Yeoldebard commented on astone2292's story chapter in Chapter 22: Virulent Voices
Okay, this was fucking adorable.
